#charlie weasley fluff
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Charm
Charlie Weasley x fem!reader
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Summary: time to meet the family.
Warnings: none. Too much cuteness.
"I don't think I can do this," I mutter as I lay down on the bed, with Charlie standing next to me.
"Yes, you can," he reassures me, with a gentle tapping on my leg, "They're gonna love you!"
"No, they won't," I complain.
"Well... your family loved me, and I, too, was scared! Yet it went well!" He tries to make me reason.
I look up at him, sitting up straight, staring into his eyes.
"You got it easier. You had to charm two people, my mom and my grandfather, " I say, holding up two fingers, "I have to charm 8 people!"
Charlie simply smiles at me, so sweetly I could just melt on the spot of I wasn't so terrified. He moves his hand to cup my cheek, softly stroking it with his thumb.
"Love, my absolute, gorgeous, funny, cute, love of my life, perfect reason of my existence" he starts making hard for me to hold a giggle at his antics "You can charm a whole Great Hall at Hogwarts without even trying. No effort, everyone at your feet."
I roll my eyes but can't help but chuckle again.
"No, don't you roll those pretty eyes at me, young lady! It's true, " he laughs, too."You have nothing to worry about. I promise you!"
"But..."
"Nooooooooo!" He pouts."Nope. Shush. They already love you and.."
"You told them about me!?" I widen my eyes, and I lay back down trying to hide under the covers.
"Love?" I hear him laughing softly."Love, c'mon out."
I sit up again.
"Of course I told them about you. You are the love of my life, I had to talk about you." He laughs again, holding my hands in his."They can't wait to meet you, and they already love you, "
I sigh deeply. I look up at him, trying to find any sign of mockery, but, unfortunately for me, I don't find any.
"Fine," I whine. "Fine, we'll go see your family,"
"Yes!" He cheers, standing up, taking me with him and hugging me. "They're gonna love you, sweetheart."
"Yeah... yeah, alright." I wave him off and just get to work and prepare my bags.
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"You're okay, love, you're fine." Charlie caresses my back as we walk closer to his childhood's home.
"Yeah... I know... I am..." I stutter out, breathing heavily.
"You're shaking," he informs me. "Okay, hey. Look at me. "
He stops me and turns me to look at him.
"Yes?"
"Breath." He breathes in and waits for me to do the same.
I take a deep breath and mimic him.
"In and out. Good girl, " he smiles.
"Let's get it over with, " I almost beg.
He grabs my hand, and together, we walk to the front door.
Charlie knocks once, and the door is already opening, revealing a short red-haired woman with the biggest smile on her face I've ever seen. She must be Charlie's mother.
"Charlie!" She exclaims quickly, hugging Charlie.
"Hi, mom," he says, hugging her back, "I can't breathe, mom." He chuckles breathlessly.
She lets him go and turns to me.
"Aw, and you must be Y/n. It's so nice to finally meet you, my dear" she coos.
"So nice meeting you, Mrs Weasley." I hold my hand out to shake her hand, but she quickly moves it and cages me in a big hug.
"Just call me Molly, dear," she says, letting me go, "C'mon, let's go inside."
"See? Nothing to worry about, " Charlie whispers to me as we get into the house.
"Just one out of eight." I take a breath as I'm led into what I think is the living room.
"Charlie!" A red-haired girl runs up to Charlie, giving him a quick hug, "finally!"
She doesn't look much older than thirteen, I think.
"C'mon, we're not that late!" Charlie defends himself."By the way, Ginny, this is Y/n, my girlfriend, "
"Hi," I timidly wave at her.
She looks at me for a second, then smiles brightly and turns to her brother.
"She's too pretty for you, Char," she teases, and I can't help but laugh a little at that.
"It's so nice to be home," Charlie sighs sarcastically. "Don't laugh!" He turns to me to shove me a little.
"I'm sorry, love," I say, holding his hand.
" 'love' ? You two are so cute, " Ginny exclaims.
"Look who finally decided to join us," a voice calls.
"You took your time," another voice speaks.
I look up and see two identical red heads coming up to us.
"Love? These two are Fred and George." He introduces us. "Don't trust them," he adds in a whisper.
"Hey!" They say together.
"That's rude!"
"Very rude, brother," one of them comes in front of me, taking my hand. "Don't listen to him. We are not that bad," he kisses my hand.
"Right. We are true gentlemen. " The other one moves his twin out of the way to kiss my hand, too.
"Yeah... ask Ron what they did to his teddy bear when he was younger, " Charlie accuses.
"What..?" I say with a small giggle.
"Are you sure you want him?"
"You can still back down, you know."
"Alright, leave her alone!" Charlie laughs and leads me further into the room with the rest of his family.
"Hello, everyone." He waves at everyone."This is Y/n, my girlfriend, "
"Hello, it's a pleasure being here." I wave too and look at all the faces.
"Oh, my dear girl, we finally meet you. Charlie told us so much about you. " A tall man stands up from the couch to get closer. "I'm Arthur. Charlie's father"
"Oh, pleasure to meet you, Mr Weas-"
"Arthur, please. You're family now, no need for formalities, " he says, sending me a smile that I return, then he's off to the kitchen, probably to help his wife.
"Alright, that one there is Bill," Charlie points at a long-haired man sitting on the couch.
"Hi," I say.
"Hi, lovely," he smiles.
"Don't flirt with my girlfriend, thanks," Charlie complains.
"I just said 'hi,' " Bill defends himself, raising his hands up in the air.
"I'm Ron," a much younger boy stands up and walks to us, I was just in time to notice he was pushed by a brunette sitting beside him.
"Nice to meet you," I shake his hand.
"I'm Hermione Granger, Ronald's friend." The girls stand up as well.
"I'm Y/n L/n," I say, shaking her hand as well. "Wait... Granger?" I ask, and she nods."Are your parents dentists? Or maybe a relative is?"
"Yeah. My parents" she smiles gently.
"My parents used to take me to them, I think, when I was younger!" I explain.
"Really?"
"Yes, I remember them being so nice. I was never scared," I laugh. " they're still working, I hope,"
"Oh yes, they are," she answers.
"It's so nice to hear this."
"Oh, Harry. Hi, " Charlie greets, so I look past Hermione to see a boy with glasses walking in.
"Hey, Charlie. How are you?" He asks.
"I'm great, hey, this is my girlfriend Y/n."
"Hey," I say, going to shake his hand, and while doing this, I notice a scar on his face.
Oh..
"I'm Harry," he simply says.
"Nice to meet you." I smile gently at him.
"Dinner is ready!" Molly screams from the kitchen.
"Finally!" Ron exclaims.
"How are you always hungry?" Hermione asks as she follows everyone into the kitchen.
Harry sends me an amused smile and walks away.
"Wait..." I say, holding Charlie's hand. "I met your parents, 2, I met your little sister, 3, the twins 5, Ron, 6, Bill, 7... Hermione and Harry are not your siblings... isn't anyone missing?" I ask, confused.
"Yeah... I don't think Percy's gonna join us. Too busy at the ministry, " he says, almost defeated, so I decide not to press the subject.
"Oh... okay... it's alright. " I smile at him." C'mon, can't wait to finally taste your mom's food. "
We arrive in the kitchen, and there are two open seats left... on opposite sides.
"C'mon, dear, come sit here." Molly jokes, pointing at the seat next to Ginny but still close to her.
"You'll be fine," Charlie whispers to me before going to sit next to his father.
I take a seat, Ginny is on my left, Molly on hers, on my right sit Hermione and in front of me there's Bill.
"Free yourself for a bit." Bill jokes, catching Charlie's attention.
"How about you sit here, brother?" Charlie offers, pointing at where Harry is sitting, in front of him.
"Charlie, behave" Arthur scolds his son, who simply sit, but I can sense he's keeping an eye on his brother, all while everyone is laughing and just goes back and their own business.
"Now, dear, tell me all about it." Molly starts as she puts a generous slice of shepherd's pie on my plate. "How did you two meet?"
"Oh," I nervously laugh. "Well.."
"Mom, don't make her nervous," Ginny says to her mother.
"No, no, it's fine, really," I reassure them. "I... well, I had just finished my seventh year at Hogwarts and"
"You too were at Hogwarts. How nice!" She comments, that huge gentle smile always on her face.
"Yes, but I've always been very quiet, so I don't think he has ever actually noticed me before we met there, actually," I say.
"Weasleys are louder by nature," Ginny assures me, smiling too.
"He sure is. Anyway, I had finished my last year and I wanted to take a year for myself, after my father's death it's been kind of hard, helping at home when I wasn't at Hogwarts and... yeah, I wanted to paint magical creatures, so I travelled all the way to Romania."
"You paint?" Bill asks, and I nod."Oh wow, you will have to show us some of your work, "
"Yeah, maybe next time I'll bring some." I smile at him.
"Go on," Ginny urges. She looks at me with dreamy eyes.
"I arrive in this camp, and I was almost expecting and hoping they could show me more accurate pictures of dragons to take inspiration from. At first, I found this, I have to say, very rude man, asking me constantly why I was there and why I was bothering them. He also almost threw away the drawing I was showing him to explain why I was there.
"What?! Please tell me Charlie arrived to tell him something, " Ginny exclaims.
"Uhm... no." I laugh softly."No, I spent, I think, a good hour and a half dealing with this man, "
"Oh poor thing," Molly sighs. "And then?"
"I managed to get onto the camp and look at some pictures and drawings, and I started to paint something. So I'm sitting there, painting quietly when suddenly something fell right beside me. Or someone fell right beside me. " I laugh at the memory.
"Really?" Bill asks very amused by his brother's first impression.
"Yes. Not only did he scare me, but he fell on my oil paint, getting it all over him. Especially on his face."
"Oh, that would've been such a great view," Bill laughs.
"It was," I confirm.
"And then?" Ginny asks.
"Then he started to apologise, profusely, saying he would've bought back all the water paint. But I assured him he didn't need to, since my grandfather owed a shop with all the materials I needed."
"Oh my dear boy," Molly tries to hold back the laughter but fails.
"We started to talk, and once I told him I wanted to paint a dragon... well.. that same night, he sneaked me back into the camp and let me meet one of the dragons there. I painted, and he sat there watching me the whole time."
"Awe." Ginny sighed, still that dreamy look on her.
"I hope he's been a gentleman since then," Molly says.
"He is, I promise. He's really great, I can promise you, you did a great job. " I smile at her, and she just waves me off, but I know my words meant a lot.
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We spent the rest of the dinner talking about everything else. I got to talk with Hermione about her parents and about being a muggle-born and the fact that Ron, Harry and her are aboutto start their fourth year, I also got to talk with Ginny about Quidditch and with Bill about his job as curse-breaker at the Bank.
I was having a really good time with everybody that I didn't notice it was getting late.
As everybody is going to bed, Charlie walks up to me, takes my hand, and leads me outside.
"So?" He asks.
"What?" I ask back.
"It went well," he grins.
"Shut up!" I laugh, covering my eyes, feeling embarrassed.
"They love you! I knew it. " I feel him hugging me tightly.
"Yeah, fine, you win. I was scared for nothing, " I say, pushing him away, but he grabs my hand and pulls me back to him.
"Exactly." He keeps grinning.
"They wanted to know about how we've met," I tell him.
"Oh, merlin... now Bill's gonna make fun of me for the rest for my life, " he laughs defeated.
"Sorry, but your sister was so into the story and had that dreamy look on her face..." I explain.
"It's alright, love," he kisses my nose. " I'm happy you felt at home with them. I'm not sure about Bill, but I can't kick him out. "
"Don't be mean," I laugh. "You know I have my eyes on you, only you,"
"I know." He smiles proudly.
"He does have great hair," I murmur.
"What?" He widens his eyes, and I laugh, bringing him in for a kiss.
"Your hair is not so bad either, don't worry,"
He laughs with me, holding me close to him, stroking my sides lovingly.
"You know," he says after a moment. "You were wrong earlier,"
"Uh?"
"I did notice you when we were at Hogwarts," he says, and I let out a gentle laugh, earning a confused look.
"How could you?" I say .I was three years younger than you, and I was... like... very quiet, Charlie. I'm not mad, if that's what you're thinking. " I smile at him to reassure him.
"You liked to paint in the astronomy tower" he starts "you came to the Quidditch matches, yes, but you sat as far as possible so you weren't getting in people's way and they not in yours. You always ate sitting as close as possible to the doors in the Great Hall. And..."he kisses my nose again,"and you drew a new creature for Hagrid every week. "
I look at him confused. How does he know all of this?
"How?" I finally ask.
"Told you. I did notice you, " he smiles.
"But why did you say anything?" I chuckle.
"I don't know, honestly. I guess with me moving to Romania, I didn't want you to feel like I was abandoning you or feel like you had to follow me... I didn't want to break our hearts. " he lets out a nervous chuckle. "It sounds stupid now... seeing how we turned out"
"A little." I chuckle too, "better late than never, people say. Right?"
"Right," he agrees, I kiss him softly. "I love you,"
"I love you too, Charlie." I move my hand to caress his cheek, and he leans into my touch.
"Aaww!" We hear from above us.
We look up in time to see Ginny watching us from an open window and then being dragged inside by Hermione.
"Sorry," she says apologetically before disappearing into the house.
Charlie and I look at each other, laughing.
"Alright, c'mon. Let's go get some sleep, my love. " Charlie leads me back inside.
"Let's," I agree as I follow him.
It did go well after all.
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Charlie Weasley x reader
This is a repost since the old blog doesn't work anymore. 🥰Also if you want to be tagged in future Charlie's stories let me know❤️
Summary: time to meet the family.
"I don't think I can do this," I mutter as I lay down on the bed, with Charlie standing next to me.
"Yes, you can," he reassures me, with a gentle tapping on my leg, "They're gonna love you!"
"No, they won't," I complain.
"Well... your parents loved me, and I, too, was scared! Yet it went well!" He tries to make me reason.
I look up at him, sitting up straight, staring into his eyes.
"You got it easier. You had to charm two people, my mom and my grandfather, " I say, holding up two fingers, "I have to charm 8 people!"
Charlie simply smiles at me, so sweetly I could just melt on the spot of I wasn't so terrified. He moves his hand to cup my cheek, softly stroking it with his thumb.
"Love, my absolute, gorgeous, funny, cute, love of my life, perfect reason of my existence" he starts making hard for me to hold a giggle at his antics "You can charm a whole Great Hall at Hogwarts without even trying. No effort, everyone at your feet."
I roll my eyes but can't help but chuckle again.
"No, don't you roll those pretty eyes at me, young lady! It's true, " he laughs, too."You have nothing to worry about. I promise you!"
"But..."
"Nooooooooo!" He pouts."Nope. Shush. They already love you and.."
"You told them about me!?" I widen my eyes, and I lay back down trying to hide under the covers.
"Love?" I hear him laughing softly."Love, c'mon out."
I sit up again.
"Of course I told them about you. You are the love of my life, I had to talk about you." He laughs again, holding my hands in his."They can't wait to meet you, and they already love you, "
I sigh deeply. I look up at him, trying to find any sign of mockery, but, unfortunately for me, I don't find any.
"Fine," I whine. "Fine, we'll go see your family,"
"Yes!" He cheers, standing up, taking me with him and hugging me. "They're gonna love you, sweetheart."
"Yeah... yeah, alright." I wave him off and just get to work and prepare my bags.
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"You're okay, love, you're fine." Charlie caresses my back as we walk closer to his childhood's home.
"Yeah... I know... I am..." I stutter out, breathing heavily.
"You're shaking," he informs me. "Okay, hey. Look at me. "
He stops me and turns me to look at him.
"Yes?"
"Breath." He breathes in and waits for me to do the same.
I take a deep breath and mimic him.
"In and out. Good girl, " he smiles.
"Let's get it over with, " I almost beg.
He grabs my hand, and together, we walk to the front door.
Charlie knocks once, and the door is already opening, revealing a short red-haired woman with the biggest smile on her face I've ever seen. She must be Charlie's mother.
"Charlie!" She exclaims quickly, hugging Charlie.
"Hi, mom," he says, hugging her back, "I can't breathe, mom." He chuckles breathlessly.
She lets him go and turns to me.
"Aw, and you must be Y/n. It's so nice to finally meet you, my dear" she coos.
"So nice meeting you, Mrs Weasley." I hold my hand out to shake her hand, but she quickly moves it and cages me in a big hug.
"Just call me Molly, dear," she says, letting me go, "C'mon, let's go inside."
"See? Nothing to worry about, " Charlie whispers to me as we get into the house.
"Just one out of eight." I take a breath as I'm led into what I think is the living room.
"Charlie!" A red-haired girl runs up to Charlie, giving him a quick hug, "finally!"
She doesn't look much older than thirteen, I think.
"C'mon, we're not that late!" Charlie defends himself."By the way, Ginny, this is Y/n, my girlfriend, "
"Hi," I timidly wave at her.
She looks at me for a second, then smiles brightly and turns to her brother.
"She's too pretty for you, Char," she teases, and I can't help but laugh a little at that.
"It's so nice to be home," Charlie sighs sarcastically. "Don't laugh!" He turns to me to shove me a little.
"I'm sorry, love," I say, holding his hand.
" 'love' ? You two are so cute, " Ginny exclaims.
"Look who finally decided to join us," a voice calls.
"You took your time," another voice speaks.
I look up and see two identical red heads coming up to us.
"Love? These two are Fred and George." He introduces us. "Don't trust them," he adds in a whisper.
"Hey!" They say together.
"That's rude!"
"Very rude, brother," one of them comes in front of me, taking my hand. "Don't listen to him. We are not that bad," he kisses my hand.
"Right. We are true gentlemen. " The other one moves his twin out of the way to kiss my hand, too.
"Yeah... ask Ron what they did to his teddy bear when he was younger, " Charlie accuses.
"What..?" I say with a small giggle.
"Are you sure you want him?"
"You can still back down, you know."
"Alright, leave her alone!" Charlie laughs and leads me further into the room with the rest of his family.
"Hello, everyone." He waves at everyone."This is Y/n, my girlfriend, "
"Hello, it's a pleasure being here." I wave too and look at all the faces.
"Oh, my dear girl, we finally meet you. Charlie told us so much about you. " A tall man stands up from the couch to get closer. "I'm Arthur. Charlie's father"
"Oh, pleasure to meet you, Mr Weas-"
"Arthur, please. You're family now, no need for formalities, " he says, sending me a smile that I return, then he's off to the kitchen, probably to help his wife.
"Alright, that one there is Bill," Charlie points at a long-haired man sitting on the couch.
"Hi," I say.
"Hi, lovely," he smiles.
"Don't flirt with my girlfriend, thanks," Charlie complains.
"I just said 'hi,' " Bill defends himself, raising his hands up in the air.
"I'm Ron," a much younger boy stands up and walks to us, I was just in time to notice he was pushed by a brunette sitting beside him.
"Nice to meet you," I shake his hand.
"I'm Hermione Granger, Ronald's friend." The girls stand up as well.
"I'm Y/n L/n," I say, shaking her hand as well. "Wait... Granger?" I ask, and she nods."Are your parents dentists? Or maybe a relative is?"
"Yeah. My parents" she smiles gently.
"My parents used to take me to them, I think, when I was younger!" I explain.
"Really?"
"Yes, I remember them being so nice. I was never scared," I laugh. " they're still working, I hope,"
"Oh yes, they are," she answers.
"It's so nice to hear this."
"Oh, Harry. Hi, " Charlie greets, so I look past Hermione to see a boy with glasses walking in.
"Hey, Charlie. How are you?" He asks.
"I'm great, hey, this is my girlfriend Y/n."
"Hey," I say, going to shake his hand, and while doing this, I notice a scar on his face.
Oh..
"I'm Harry," he simply says.
"Nice to meet you." I smile gently at him.
"Dinner is ready!" Molly screams from the kitchen.
"Finally!" Ron exclaims.
"How are you always hungry?" Hermione asks as she follows everyone into the kitchen.
Harry sends me an amused smile and walks away.
"Wait..." I say, holding Charlie's hand .I met your parents, 2, I met your little sister, 3, the twins 4, Ron, 5, Bill, 6... Hermione and Harry are not your siblings... isn't anyone missing?" I ask, confused.
"Yeah... I don't think Percy's gonna join us. Too busy at the ministry, " he says, almost defeated, so I decide not to press the subject.
"Oh... okay... it's alright. " I smile at him." C'mon, can't wait to finally taste your mom's food. "
We arrive in the kitchen, and there are two open seats left... on opposite sides.
"C'mon, dear, come sit here." Molly jokes, pointing at the seat next to Ginny but still close to her.
"You'll be fine," Charlie whispers to me before going to sit next to his father.
I take a seat, Ginny is on my left, Molly on hers, on my right sit Hermione and in front of me there's Bill.
"Free yourself for a bit." Bill jokes, catching Charlie's attention.
"How about you sit here, brother?" Charlie offers, pointing at where Harry is sitting, in front of him.
"Charlie, behave" Arthur scolds his son, who simply sit, but I can sense he's keeping an eye on his brother, all while everyone is laughing and just goes back and their own business.
"Now, dear, tell me all about it." Molly starts as she puts a generous slice of shepherd's pie on my plate. "How did you two meet?"
"Oh," I nervously laugh. "Well.."
"Mom, don't make her nervous," Ginny says to her mother.
"No, no, it's fine, really," I reassure them. "I... well, I had just finished my seventh year at Hogwarts and"
"You too were at Hogwarts. How nice!" She comments, that huge gentle smile always on her face.
"Yes, but I've always been very quiet, so I don't think he has ever actually noticed me before we met there, actually," I say.
"Weasleys are louder by nature," Ginny assures me, smiling too.
"He sure is. Anyway, I had finished my last year and I wanted to take a year for myself, after my father's death it's been kind of hard, helping at home when I wasn't at Hogwarts and... yeah, I wanted to paint magical creatures, so I travelled all the way to Romania."
"You paint?" Bill asks, and I nod."Oh wow, you will have to show us some of your work, "
"Yeah, maybe next time I'll bring some." I smile at him.
"Go on," Ginny urges. She looks at me with dreamy eyes.
"I arrive in this camp, and I was almost expecting and hoping they could show me more accurate pictures of dragons to take inspiration from. At first, I found this, I have to say, very rude man, asking me constantly why I was there and why I was bothering them. He also almost threw away the drawing I was showing him to explain why I was there.
"What?! Please tell me Charlie arrived to tell him something, " Ginny exclaims.
"Uhm... no." I laugh softly."No, I spent, I think, a good hour and a half dealing with this man, "
"Oh poor thing," Molly sighs. "And then?"
"I managed to get onto the camp and look at some pictures and drawings, and I started to paint something. So I'm sitting there, painting quietly when suddenly something fell right beside me. Or someone fell right beside me. " I laugh at the memory.
"Really?" Bill asks very amused by his brother's first impression.
"Yes. Not only did he scare me, but he fell on my oil paint, getting it all over him. Especially on his face."
"Oh, that would've been such a great view," Bill laughs.
"It was," I confirm.
"And then?" Ginny asks.
"Then he started to apologise, profusely, saying he would've bought back all the water paint. But I assured him he didn't need to, since my grandfather owed a shop with all the materials I needed."
"Oh my dear boy," Molly tries to hold back the laughter but fails.
"We started to talk, and once I told him I wanted to paint a dragon... well.. that same night, he sneaked me back into the camp and let me meet one of the dragons there. I painted, and he sat there watching me the whole time."
"Awe." Ginny sighed, still that dreamy look on her.
"I hope he's been a gentleman since then," Molly says.
"He is, I promise. He's really great, I can promise you, you did a great job. " I smile at her, and she just waves me off, but I know my words meant a lot.
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We spent the rest of the dinner talking about everything else. I got to talk with Hermione about her parents and about being a muggle-born and the fact that Ron, Harry and her are aboutto start their fourth year, I also got to talk with Ginny about Quidditch and with Bill about his job as curse-breaker at the Bank.
I was having a really good time with everybody that I didn't notice it was getting late.
As everybody is going to bed, Charlie walks up to me, takes my hand, and leads me outside.
"So?" He asks.
"What?" I ask back.
"It went well," he grins.
"Shut up!" I laugh, covering my eyes, feeling embarrassed.
"They love you! I knew it. " I feel him hugging me tightly.
"Yeah, fine, you win. I was scared for nothing, " I say, pushing him away, but he grabs my hand and pulls me back to him.
"Exactly." He keeps grinning.
"They wanted to know about how we've met," I tell him.
"Oh, merlin... now Bill's gonna make fun of me for the rest for my life, " he laughs defeated.
"Sorry, but your sister was so into the story and had that dreamy look on her face..." I explain.
"It's alright, love," he kisses my nose. " I'm happy you felt at home with them. I'm not sure about Bill, but I can't kick him out. "
"Don't be mean," I laugh. "You know I have my eyes on you, only you,"
"I know." He smiles proudly.
"He does have great hair," I murmur.
"What?" He widens his eyes, and I laugh, bringing him in for a kiss.
"Your hair is not so bad either, don't worry,"
He laughs with me, holding me close to him, stroking my sides lovingly.
"You know," she says after a moment. "You were wrong earlier,"
"Uh?"
"I did notice you when we were at Hogwarts," he says, and I let out a gentle laugh, earning a confused look.
"How could you?" I say .I was two years younger than you, and I was... like... very quiet, Charlie. I'm not mad, if that's what you're thinking. " I smile at him to reassure him.
"You liked to paint in the astronomy tower" he starts "you came to the Quidditch matches, yes, but you sat as far as possible so you weren't getting in people's way and they not in yours. You always ate sitting as close as possible to the doors in the Great Hall. And..."he kisses my nose again,"and you drew a new creature for Hagrid every week. "
I look at him confused. How does he know all of this?
"How?" I finally ask.
"Told you. I did notice you, " he smiles.
"But why did you say anything?" I chuckle.
"I don't know, honestly. I guess with me moving to Romania, I didn't want you to feel like I was abandoning you or feel like you had to follow me... I didn't want to break out hearts. " he lets out a nervous chuckle. "It sounds stupid now... seeing how we turned out"
"A little." I chuckle too, "better late than never, people say. Right?"
"Right," he agrees, I kiss him softly. "I love you,"
"I love you too, Charlie." I move my hand to caress his cheek, and he leans into my touch.
"Aaww!" We hear from above us.
We look up in time to see Ginny watching us from an open window and then being dragged inside by Hermione.
"Sorry," she says apologetically before disappearing into the house.
Charlie and I look at each other, laughing.
"Alright, c'mon. Let's go get some sleep, my love. " Charlie leads me back inside.
"Let's," I agree as I follow him.
It did go well after all.
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could you write a charlie weasley imagine where the reader is the twins best friend and dating charlie in secret and sneaking around together around the holidays/birthdays where the family is all together including her because she’s like family (like harry and hermione)💖
Some Things Are Better Kept Secret|Charlie Weasley
Pairings: Charlie Weasley x fem!reader, platonic Fred weasley x fem!reader, platonic George x fem!reader, dad!sirius x daughter!reader
A/n: I love this! Tysm anon!
Summary: You’ve always been best friends with the twins but their older brother caught your eye.
Warnings: swearing, mentions of sexual content, kissing, use of pet names, age gap, forbidden curses, mentions of death, blood
You had been best friends with the Weasley twins since your first year in Hogwarts. You were sorted into Gryffindor and you were inseparable from Fred and George.
Fred and George planned pranksters. You would charm their victims and lead them into the trap. You all tag-teamed.
The first Christmas you spent with the Weasley’s was your second year Christmas break. Your mother was out of town with her friend and you mentioned that you would be staying at Hogwarts but your two best friends couldn’t have it. They owled their parents and Mrs. Weasley insisted you came to their Christmas. Said she heard so much about the girl who the twins loved.
When you rode the train you sat in the compartment with the twins, and Lee Jordan. Four kids in a compartment playing exploding snap all the way to the train station.
When you arrived at the Burrow, you were attacked by Ron and Ginny, the younger ones. They were so excited to meet the girl that Fred and George couldn’t shut up about.
“Fred talks about you all the time. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” You looked up at the older boy. You knew him as the Gryffindor seeker. It was Charlie Weasley; and he was much more handsome closer then the distance from the pitch.
You swallowed quickly before taking his offered hand in the shake, you rose your eyebrows smirking at Fred and George. “You can’t shut up about me. How sweet.”
Fred rolled his eyes, “You’ve been mentioned.”
You giggled, releasing your hand from Charlie’s. Realistically you were still a kid and he was almost a full grown man, but you couldn’t help but swoon.
You thought that childhood crush would go away, but it never did.
You were now about to start your fifth year. You were once again at the Burrow for Ginny’s birthday party. When Ginny invited you, you were so excited to see the Weasley’s before school started in September. You knew that they were going to Egypt, so you would be separated from your best friends.
Ginny was going into her second year at Hogwarts; Ron, Harry, and Hermione were going into their third, and Percy had recent news of becoming Head Boy.
“Happy birthday, Ginny!” You smiled entering her room.
“Y/N! You’re here!” Ginny ran up to you pulling into a huge hug. You and Ginny had become even closer after the encounter with Tom Riddle.
You smiled when Fred peaked from behind you, “Didn’t even say hi to your best friends?”
“I said hi to Ginny?” You tilted your head, a mischievous glint in your eye.
Fred hit you upside the head, you chuckled elbowing him. “Where’s my favorite twin? George! There you are.” You squeezed past Fred hugging George.
“Hi, Y/N! I think everyone’s about here now.” George grinned.
You turned reluctantly giving a hug to Fred; who was pouting from receiving no love from his best friend.
You four went downstairs to find the trio; Harry, Ron, and Hermione. They were speaking with Bill and Charlie. Fred elbowed you and you hit him upside the head.
“Y/n!” Harry sprinted to you embracing you. You took it as your duty to keep Harry Potter under your wing. You were like his older sister. You never told him his godfather was your dad, or mentioned that he was in Azkaban.
“Heya, Harry.” You grinned.
Ron and Hermione waved. Bill hugged you and Charlie smiled with a wave, not without noticing a new scar on his arm.
At Ginny’s birthday party, you were sitting on the porch watching your friends play a game.
“You don’t want to join them?” You glanced up at Charlie Weasley taking a seat next to you on the step.
You shook your head, “It was a long travel.”
“I agree, apparating from Romania to here was a lot.”
“I’m sure it was. How are your dragons?”
You had never had a conversation with one-on-one with Charlie Weasley and your butterflies were erupting in your stomach. You wanted to choke them all out one by one.
Oh, Godric. His smile was so pretty, “They’re good. A new baby girl was hatched right before I left; Hungarian Horntail.”
“So many people are scared of those dragons; I know they’re much larger than other breeds and their fireballs are longer distance, but I think they can be cute creatures. People are scared of something that’s territorial and bigger than they are.”
Charlie Weasley rose his eyebrows. He didn’t know you knew so much about dragons, “Woah you’re like a dragon expert yourself.” He chuckled nudging you with his arm.
Your arm in return erupted in goosebumps over the ghost of his touch. Gotta get yourself together; your best friends brother? Really, Y/N.
Your thoughts scolded you. You ignored them anyway and decided to listen to Charlie instead of your angry thoughts and your drumming butterflies.
“I wouldn’t say that. I like reading about animals or just reading general, but I have taken an interest to dragons.”
“Maybe I could show you the reserve sometime.” Your face lit up.
“Yeah, maybe.”
You didn’t see Charlie again until that next Christmas. You couldn’t wait either. You begged Remus and your mum to let you stay for the holidays again. Of course they agreed.
At Christmas dinner, you were squeezed between Fred and George. You encouraged them to give the Marauders Map to Harry; leaving out his dad was Prongs himself.
Charlie sat across from you and you both talked about quidditch and dragons again. He told you about how the baby dragon from Ginny’s birthday was doing and you were so entranced with him, you didn’t even hear George asking if you wanted to play quidditch outside.
The twins shrugged and left you to talk with their older brother. You two were left alone before you realized you should head to bed.
“Would you mind if I owled you to ask on how Roxie is doing?” Roxie was the name of the new baby dragon.
“No! It’d be a pleasure to receive letters about dragons and not my mother scolding me from being too far from home.” You giggled shaking your head.
“Goodnight, Charlie.”
“Goodnight Y/N.”
You never told Fred and George you sent letters to Charlie through the rest of fifth year. Remus and your mum knew of course, you couldn’t shut up about Charlie to them. That’s how you and Charlie became good friends.
Then at the end of your fifth year, you were reunited with your father and Harry’s godfather. Harry thought he had been a murderer when he was out, but you knew your dad was innocent. Stories from your mother and Remus made you a firm believer that he was framed. Remus and your mum argued a lot about letting Dumbledore know he was an animagus, of course your mum won that fight.
You loved watching your mum and dad reunite. It was the favorite thing you saw that summer.
You attended the quidditch World Cup with the Weasley’s added Hermione and Harry. You shook your head when your best friends decided to bet all your money.
Worried, but you had full faith in them.
Charlie was there and you gave each small looks. You just turned 17 a few weeks ago. He said he was staying around a bit longer for something he needed to do. You had no idea what.
At the World Cup you and Charlie ended up sitting next to each other on the end. Fred and George were on the other end.
“Who do you think is going to win?” Charlie leaned over to talk in your ear.
You shivered your brain thinking of other times Charlie could be whispering in your ear.
“Ireland. It’s got to be.”
“I agree.” Another dazzling smile from Charlie Weasley himself.
After Ireland won, you and Charlie grinned fist bumping each other. Back at the tent, everyone stayed up for awhile. Arthur rushed everyone to bed after Ginny fell asleep on the table. You and Charlie had slipped out the tent sitting next to each other watching the Irish celebrate their victory.
“You know, I thought you were going to be as annoying as George and Fred are. Then I met you and I was totally wrong.”
“Thanks, though I do cause a lot of trouble with them.”
Over the course of the letters, you and Charlie were now close friends. You still had a raging crush on the boy. His light, platonic touches drove you crazy.
The Weasley family knew about Sirius’ innocence but you told Charlie first. Something ate at you about telling your best friends first, but it was Charlie who you ran to.
“That I also noticed,” Charlie chuckled.
You smiled, “Well I should head to bed. Goodnight Charlie.”
“Night, Love.” You froze at the pet name at the entrance of the tent but you let yourself smile brightly heading into the girl tent.
You knew you didn’t sleep for long when Charlie was shaking you awake, calling your name. You were confused as he pulled you out of tent as you struggled to put your nightrobe on.
“Charlie, what’s going on?”
“Death eaters.”
Your eyes widened as you met everyone in the living room. Fred and George were to take care of Ginny and you were to take care of Harry. Ron and Hermione and you two were to stick together.
Before Charlie took off you both shared a look of stay safe.
You took off with the crowd holding onto Harry’s arm trying to run to the gate, but you both fell getting trampled, becoming unconscious.
When you and Harry woke up, the tents were burned and Harry was stirring beside you. You saw a man and your breath was hesitant, but Harry didn’t.
“Black are you okay?” Harry muttered. The worst time to call each other by last names.
The strange man called the dark mark and you took in a sharp breath but after Harry spoke loud enough the man looked at you both. He ran off.
That’s when you heard a bunch of popping and surrounded by Ministry men. “You’ve be discovered at the scene of the crime!” Barty Crouch shouted.
Barty held a wand to your throat. Arthur came to your rescue. “She’s just a girl!”
“So? She’s Sirius Black’s daughter. He probably sent her to do this himself! Where’s your tent, Arthur.”
Arthur opened up the tent and the rest of the group shot up seeing Harry enter.
“Where’s Y/N?” George asked him and his twin worried sick. Thought he didn’t voice it, Charlie was too. Harry looked at his shoes not responding.
“Get in there!” Barty Crouch shoved you onto the couch.
“What’s going on?” Charlie asked; you looked frustrated.
“Y/N Black was discovered at the scene of the crime! She conjured the dark mark.” Barty accused.
“I didn’t! You can’t arrest me because of my relations? What about you? Your son?” You asked tilting your head and Barty gasped.
“How do you know about that?”
“My father.” You spat. “Check my wand. Check Harry’s wand. I. Didn’t. Cast. It.” Barty took both of your wands and checked it. You both didn’t cast the spell.
“Sorry for the inconvenience.” Barty muttered.
After all that, you were lying in bed and couldn’t sleep. So you walked to a room you knew you could find rest in.
Charlie was still awake when you walked in. “Can I sleep with you? I just-“ you swallowed, your voice small. I cant sleep and I’m scared, Charlie.”
Charlie opened his arms and you climbed on into the bed cuddling in his arms, “What you did was pretty badass.” You giggled.
“Well, I didn’t want to go to Azkaban.”
He grinned, his fingers playing with the ends of your hair. You fell asleep much easier with your head on his chest and him playing with your hair.
That night passed, and you were back at Hogwarts with your best friends. After the first years were sorted , the triwizard tournament was announced. Luckily, you turned 17 last June. You stuck your tongue out at the twins because they didn’t reach the age limit.
You decided why not and you entered the tournament.
Charlie Weasley apparently got wind that you one of the four champions. He was so pissed. You two had never even had an argument until now. He told you that you were just a kid and shouldn’t be doing the dangers that was coming for you.
You were furious. He thought of you as a kid? You didn’t write back for the next month. The four champions were as listed: Y/N Black, Harry Potter, Victor Krum, and Fleur Delacour.
The first task is when you saw Charlie again. You didn’t even look at him. You got the Swedish short-snout. Luckily you knew a lot about this dragon, and the Hungarian Horntail so you gave Harry tips when no one was paying attention.
Before it was your turn, Charlie dragged you privately.
“You’re crazy.”
“Thought I was just a kid.” You hugged. Charlie sighed running a hand through his hair.
“I’m sorry. You’re not a kid. You’re too strong. I was just angry when I wrote that. I just worry about you a lot.” He sighed rubbing a hand up and down your arm.
“Promise me you’ll be careful.”
“I do what it takes to win.”
“Y/n one more thing.” You rose your eyebrows, “I want you to know-“ the cannon shouted and they screamed Black. It was your turn.
Without another word, you ran off to fight your dragon.
You tied first with Harry.
Charlie returned to Romania and you didn’t see him until Christmas. You were getting ready for the third task; you and Harry still tied. You joked about winning this thing together and it seemed possible.
At Christmas, you found yourself alone with Charlie after everyone had gone to bed. You both were sipping tea and just talking. “Have you ever tried firewhiskey?”
You shook your head and Charlie left before bringing back a bottle of it. He poured you and himself a glass. You took a sip letting the warm feeling travel down your throat. “Delicious.”
He chuckled, “Are you worried about the third task?”
You shook your head, “I’ve got Harry. I don’t care if I win.”
He smiled, continuing to sip his whiskey. Maybe you two drank too much. But Charlie ended up kissing you and you kissing him back. He mumbled something about tired dancing around stuff.
You were on the couch, his mouth on yours in a kiss of passion and heat. He slipped his tongue in your mouth and you moaned into his. He chuckled pulling back with a wide grin.
You and Charlie began to sneak around after that. The rest of the holidays ended up with kisses on the couch. You never talked about it after you went back to Hogwarts.
It was time for the third task. You and Harry decided to grab the cup together and it was a portkey. You were taken to a graveyard. You were left unconscious next to the trophy and Harry groaned getting up.
He noticed the grave that read tom riddle on it. He needed to get out of here. Before he could grab you and the key. Wormtail casted a spell to keep him bound to the tree.
He dropped Voldemort in a boiling cauldron, cut his arm off, sliced Harry’s for blood. Voldemort was back.
You were still unconscious when Voldemort talked to Harry.
Voldemort touched Harry’s scar before he noticed you. He kicked you and you let out a groan, stirring. Harry prayed that Voldemort would leave you alone.
“She’s important to you. I can tell.” The noseless man said to the scar boy. “Crucio!” Right as you began to stand you were back on the ground writing in pain, screaming in agony. It felt like needles were being plunged into your skin. Then he released the spell, you could breathe again.
Wrong. “Crucio!” He screamed again and that was the torture. Thinking that it was over but it wasn’t.
You couldn’t stand the pain and you were losing consciousness. Then it all stopped. Were you dead? No. You could hear Harry. Harry was fighting him. Next thing you knew you were back at the stadium, crying to be let go of. You didn’t know who was touching you.
There was cheering but it suddenly stopped when Harry was crying over your body. Your mum and Remus leaped out of the stands running towards you followed by the Weasley kids who were attending Hogwarts.
“Y/N?” George or Fred whispered, you couldn’t tell.
You blinked your eyes open tears spilling, “Harry.” You rasped holding onto his arm. He was sobbing. “It hurts.”
“I know it does, Sis. You got to stay with me your the closest family I have! Y/N!” Charlie was now at your side stroking your hair.
“Are you crying, Charles?” You whispered. “I told I’d win.” You tried to grin but it was more of a grimace.
“I told you to be safe too.” Charlie muttered.
Dumbledore finally arrived with mad-eye moody. “Harry what happened?”
“Voldemort!” He cried, “he’s.. he’s back. He could tell we were close somehow and just started Crucio after Crucio. She went through so many! I thought.. I thought she was dead.” The poor boy was heartbroken at the fact he could’ve lost his sister tonight. Charlie scooped you up and carried you to the hospital wing.
After a couple days of rest, you woke up feeling less painful and Charlie was sitting there. “How are you feeling?”
“Better, since you’re here.” He rolled his eyes with a smile.
“You scared me. I thought you were going to die without me telling you something because I was too afraid too.”
“What’s that?”
“What if you died before I told you I was in love with you?” He whispered grasping your hand.
“Well if I was dead I wouldn’t be able to tell you I’m in love with you too.” He grinned kissing your lips, lightly. He was scared of hurting you.
That summer you, mum, and Remus moved to the Grimmauld Place.
“Dad!”
“Buttercup!” You ran into your fathers embrace with a giddy smile. You hadn’t seen him in a good while. He visited you when you were sick but now you got to live with him.
You had just turned 18. You were secretly dating Charlie Weasley and you got to move in with your dad. Best year ever!
The Weasley’s also moved in and you, Fred, and George worked on their products. You and Harry gave your winnings to the twins so they could do their joke shop.
Charlie was there for the summer too. You were of age so you got to join the Order. During those meetings you sat beside Charlie. He had his hand on your thigh and you played his fingers in his lap.
It was subtle, no one could tell. Except Sirius, he loved to tease you about him.
Late nights was included Charlie in your room full of cuddles, kisses and your favorites. You always made sure to lock the door so no one saw you and Charlie and entangled limbs.
Your secret was falling apart. Or you two just didn’t care. You brought up to the twins what if you and Charlie went places and they said they didn’t mind. Though one morning you did forget to lock the door.
“Y/N!” You shot awake off Charlie’s chest. George was holding an order form. “Charlie?”
Eyes wide you turned to Charlie who was smirking and starting to lean against the headboard. He brought you on his lap. “Meet my girlfriend.”
“No. Fucking. Way.”
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A Dragon Keeper's Secret
Warning: fem!reader
Fandom: Harry Potter
Word count : 1102
Characters: Charlie, reader, Molly and Arthur
Note: Charlie’s definitely my husband ! Tell me if you have a request
Charlie Weasley had been in Romania for years, tending to the dragons that called the dragon sanctuary their home. He was passionate about his job and took pride in being a dragon keeper. But there was something else that he kept hidden from the rest of the world - his secret girlfriend.
Y/N had been in a relationship with Charlie for over a year now, but they kept it a secret due to his job and the dangers that came with it. They only saw each other when it was safe, and they treasured every moment they had together.
One day, Charlie received a letter from his mother, Molly Weasley, saying that she and his father, Arthur, would be visiting him in Romania. Charlie was excited to see his parents, but he also knew that he needed to tell Y/N about the visit. He sent her a letter, asking her to come to the sanctuary the day before his parents arrived so that they could spend some time together.
Y/N arrived at the sanctuary just as the sun was setting. Charlie was waiting for her, and he greeted her with a warm embrace. They spent the evening together, talking and laughing, enjoying each other's company.
As the night wore on, Charlie knew that he had to tell Y/N about his parents' visit. He took a deep breath and said, "My parents are coming tomorrow. They're going to be here for a few days."
Y/N's eyes widened in surprise, but she managed a small smile. "That's great, Charlie. I'm sure they'll be thrilled to see you."
Charlie hesitated for a moment before saying, "There's something else. They don't know about us, and I don't want to keep it a secret anymore. I want them to know about you, about us."
Y/N's heart raced as she took in what he was saying. She knew that it was risky, but she also knew that she loved him and that she couldn't keep their relationship a secret forever. "Okay," she said softly. "I'll stay and meet them."
The next day, Charlie's parents arrived at the sanctuary, and he introduced them to Y/N. Molly Weasley was surprised to see a young woman at the sanctuary, but she welcomed her warmly. Y/N was nervous, but she tried to make a good impression, and she felt relieved when Charlie's parents seemed to like her.
For the next few days, Y/N spent time with Charlie and his parents, getting to know them better. She enjoyed spending time with them, but she couldn't help feeling anxious about what would happen when they left.
On the last day of their visit, Y/N was helping Charlie prepare the dragons for a flight when Molly Weasley came to see them. "Charlie, can I speak with you for a moment?" she said, her tone serious.
Charlie looked at Y/N before following his mother to a quiet corner of the sanctuary. Molly looked at him with concern in her eyes. "Charlie, I saw the way you and Y/N look at each other. Are you two in a relationship?"
Charlie felt his face grow hot as he realized that his mother had figured out their secret. "Yes, Mum. We've been together for over a year now."
Molly sighed heavily before saying, "Charlie, you know how dangerous your job is. I don't want Y/N to get hurt because of it."
Charlie took a deep breath before responding, "I know, Mum. But Y/N is strong, and she knows the risks. We love each other, and we're willing to take that risk."
Molly looked at her son for a long moment before nodding slowly. "Okay, Charlie. I trust you. Just be careful, both of you, okay ?”
Charlie felt a sense of relief wash over him. His mother's acceptance meant the world to him, and he knew that having her support would make their relationship easier in the long run.
Molly smiled warmly at her son and placed a hand on his cheek. "I just want you to be happy, Charlie. If Y/N makes you happy, then that's all that matters to me."
Charlie's heart swelled with gratitude, and he pulled his mother into a tight embrace. "Thank you, Mum. You have no idea how much this means to me."
As they returned to the main area of the sanctuary, Charlie couldn't help but feel a newfound sense of freedom. No longer burdened by the weight of their secret, he and Y/N could now openly share their love and support for one another.
Y/N noticed the relieved expression on Charlie's face as he approached her. "What did your mother say?" she asked, a mix of curiosity and apprehension in her voice.
Charlie grinned and took her hands in his. "She knows about us, Y/N. She's accepted our relationship."
Y/N's eyes widened in surprise before a radiant smile spread across her face. She threw her arms around Charlie's neck and hugged him tightly. "Oh, Charlie, that's wonderful!"
Charlie chuckled, savoring the moment of joy. "Yes, it is. And I couldn't be happier."
From that day forward, Charlie and Y/N no longer had to hide their love. They became a more integral part of each other's lives, supporting one another in both their personal and professional endeavors.
Their relationship blossomed, and the dragons of the sanctuary became witnesses to their love story. Charlie would often steal moments with Y/N amidst the roar of the dragons, their passion igniting like the very fire that flowed within those magnificent creatures.
Years passed, and Charlie and Y/N's love only grew stronger. They faced challenges and triumphs together, creating a life filled with adventure and love. Charlie's dedication to the dragons remained unwavering, and Y/N stood proudly by his side, supporting him in his passion.
Their love story became a legend whispered among the dragons and shared among the wizarding world. Charlie Weasley, the dragon keeper, and Y/N, the Slytherin witch, defied all odds and embraced a love that transcended boundaries.
And as they stood together, facing the magnificent dragons that they had dedicated their lives to, Charlie and Y/N knew that their love was as powerful as the very creatures they cared for. Their secret had transformed into a bond that could never be broken.
In the heart of the dragon sanctuary, amidst the flickering flames and the thunderous roars, Charlie and Y/N found their happily ever after, forever entwined in a love that would burn as fiercely as the dragons they cherished. And in the depths of their love, they discovered that sometimes, the greatest secrets were meant to be shared with the world.
Thank you for reading !
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The Happiest Of Occasions
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~1k, Molly Weasley & Weasley Family, Charlie Weasley/Original Female Character(s), G-rating, Canon AU
Summary: Molly Weasley finds a used and positive pregnancy test on her bathroom sink. She wants answers.
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Weasley Siblings Reacting To You Saying You Are Pregnant
Writing Comission’s Are Open
William ‘Bill’
“Excuse me-?” He was left practically speechless, when he picked up the onesie on his bedside table. A little blue thing, with the words To The Moon And Back. He was so full of emotions. Panic, excitement, horror, joy. Would the baby inherit his wolf tendencies? Would something go wrong, because of his bad blood? He was so scared. Would you be in danger, because of him? With his eyes turning to you, and seeing that excited smile, he couldn’t help but calm down. Teddy existed after all, didn’t he? He was as fine as he could be. The idea of holding his own little ball of joy. To see that orange hair, and watch you nurse. “I’m going to be a dad….” He trailed, with a smile. “I’m going to be a dad-“ He repeated, as he would hold the little sleep wear to his chest. Tears ran down his broken cheeks, as he kept reacting it. So full of pride. He’s going to be a dad, with you.
Charlie
“IM GONNA BE A DAD-!” He was screaming, bloody damn murder, as he was running around at the sanctuary. Screaming it with pride, as you chased after him. Just laughing, as the dragons would lift up their heads. “IM A DAD IM A DAD IM A DAD-!” He keeps roaring, as the dragons would tilt their heads. Watching their motherly figure jump for joy. Literally. “Charlie-!” You laughed, as he was just to full of excitement. Laughing, cheering, and crying. That’s when one of the older mothers would grab him by the collar. Yanking him into the air, before plopping him right next to you. As if to convey that he better step up now. That had you laugh, as he pouted at her. “I am I am-!” He said, before he was on his knees. Holding your belly. “I’m gonna be your daddy-!” He squealed, as he kissed it over. All the excitement getting the new borns curious, but those mothers made sure they didn’t get to close. Letting him have his moment. A new baby, to join the herd.
Percy
“You cannot be serious-“ Percy was blinking, as he had hardly taken two steps through the fire place. Just gotten off work, early for once, only to be surprised by you making a baby box. It was meant to be a surprise, and something you would give to him after dinner. Seems like he was still surprised, regardless. “Who had the baby this time-?” He asked, as he would set his belongings where they were designated. That had you snort, as it didn’t quite dawn on him yet. With the fact you didn’t say anything, he turned around. “Honey?” He asked again, as you keep smiling. Slowly, the gears turned, before he was left with his cloak dropped from his hands. It was him. He didn’t expect that. Was like the last one to join the family gang. He couldn’t help his worry. He didn’t exactly grow up to well. He wasn’t to well connected with his family, and only came around when it was almost to late. He didn’t want that to happen to his kid. To have such a divide. You could tell he was worried, and patted the seat next to you. He joined, and you would kiss his head. “Who do you wanna tell first?” You asked, as he held your hand. The name he said, reassured himself that this kid won’t have that tension. Not like what he made. “George is perfect.” Another kiss to his head, as the plans were made. A big and happy family.
Fred
The words barley left your lips, before you were tossed over his shoulder. As quickly as you were tossed, you were soon hearing the noise of the busy shop. "HEY EVERYONE!" He shouted, causing everyone to look up at one of the railings. George as well, with curious eyes all the same. "IM GONNA BE A DAD, AND GEORGE IS GONNA BE A UNCLE!" He cheered, and everyone was a roar of cheers as well. George was quick to drop what he was doing, and soon aparate next to him. "Put your damn mother to be down!" He laughed, as Fred finally set you down. All three of you in a warm, and tight, hug. "i'm gonna be a uncle!" George cheered, as you laughed. You had to wonder who was more excited for the baby. Your husband, or his twin? It did not matter to you. They were both so happy for this wonderful news. They just could not let you go, as they were just laughing in joy. Children. More children. What could make them hate that?
George
"Pregnant?" He whispered, as he almost looked like he would burst into tears. "I heard that right, didn't I?" He asked, as he felt over the scarred skin that was once his ear. You nodded, before you held up your hands. You could not grasp sign as fast as George did, but you knew the alphabet. P.R.E.G.N.A.N.T. Pregnant. He was soon tackling you, as he was sobbing into your shoulder. "I'm going to be a dad-" He sobbed, as you rubbed his back. Some joy, in his world of darkness. You had fallen pregnant, not long after the death of Voldemort. Made senes, since the stress was gone. For you, anyway. "Jellybean....If its a boy...." You would peck his cheek, and nod. "A boy, Fred. If a girl, Fredrick works as a beautiful middle name." You comforted, getting another hiccup in return. The world was moving on, but the world will not be forgotten. Fred lived on, and hes going to be your tiny terror. How excited you two were, for it.
Ron
“No-“ He gasped. “Really-? No-! Are you-? No-“ Was like he was trapped in a loop, as he now paced around your living room. Looking at you, before looking at his feet, then repeating. As if every time he made a full pace, he turned. You had to admit, was pretty adorable. Figured news like this would make your Auror husband short circuit a bit. You let him pace, with a smile. Just grinning, as he was trying to register it all. Suppose work fatigue makes anyone’s brain mush. Especially a job like his. You would watch him pace, until his brain was finally registering that YEP you are indeed pregnant. “Bloody hell….IM GONNA BE A DAD-!” His face was beaming, before he was stealing you into his arms. He was exhausted, but not tired enough to not huggle and cuddle. “We need to tells ‘Mione and Harry-! Oh those two will be so excited-!” He beams. Uncle Harry and Auntie Hermione. He was going to crush you, you swore, if he kept being so happy. “Blimey, guess that over time is finally coming in handy.” You hated his over time, but he had a point. Now you two had a secure start. That had you relax a little more. “Hope Harry doesn’t mine if I slow down on my career a little.” You would stroke his hair, and pecked his cheek. “He’s Harry. I’m doubtful he will be made you want to not be dead on a side walk, and leave me a single parent.” You snorted. “Yeah, probably doesn’t want history repeating.” Morbid, but point proven. “Gonna be a dad-“ He kept smiling, as he pulled you into his lap. Unable to stop holding you close. He was so happy, and you were all the same. Your family.
Ginny
“SHUT UP-!” She gasped, as she was looking towards the Quidditch stands. No way was she seeing what she was seeing. Your wife just won the first game of the season, and she was looking straight at you. In the VIP seats, and holding up a sign. I’m Pregnant. In bold and colorful letters, so she couldn’t miss it. “NO WAY-!” Ginny kept screaming, as her team mates looked over, as they were shaking hands with the enemy team. “What’s up?!” One of them asked. “IM GONNA BE A MUM-!” Ginny cheered, as that had all the broomstick flyers stare towards where her eyes looked. “CONGRATS-!” The enemy seeker said, with a clap. Good sportsmanship. “IM GONNA BE A MUM-!” What a way to start her quidditch season. The first win, and the fact she’s going to be a mom. “Well, go and fly over-!” A team mate smacked her back, and she wasn’t needed to told twice. The fans went nuts, with famous Quidditch Star Ginny Weasley was flying towards the stands. Right to you, and nearly tackling you down in the box. The fellow VIP seaters clapped for you two, as she planted a big kiss on you. Tears in the corner of her eyes, as she hugged you tightly. “You knew I would win, didn’t you?” She asked. “No, but I mean what better way to recover from a loss?” That had her smack your shoulder, but she was soon was wiping her eyes on her gloves. “Oh fuck, look at me. Crying like a girl-“ She joked, as she sniffled. She was so happy, and you were as well. She just couldn’t contain her joy. Her, you, and your own little precious snitch. What more could a girl want?
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⊹ ࣪ ˖ Harry Potter Height HeadCanons ⟡₊ ⊹
•Ron is the tallest Weasley, Bill is almost the same height as him, but shorter by like an inch
•Harry is about the average male height + a tiny bit taller then average, but he looks smaller then he really is when next to Ron
•Hermione is average female height, maybe a bit shorter. But in first year, she was about the same size as Harry, just because Harry was malnourished.
•Fred and George actually get frustrated and annoyed that Ron is taller then them 😭 Ron teases them about it
•as Mr.Weasley got older, he shrunk a little bit, and laughed when he realized Ron had outgrown him.
•Ginny is a bit taller then average for females.
•Charlie is about the same height as the twins
•Percy is a bit shorter then bill, but still on the more tall/lanky side.
•Mrs.Weasley is really short, I think even Hermione is a bit taller then her
⊹ ࣪ ˖ That’s all I can think of for now! Thanks for reading <3⟡₊ ⊹
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cuddles with a needy fred weasley
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c â l i n e t
fandom- Harry Potter
pairing(s)- fred weasley
a/n: caline means to embrace, and it sounded fitting. latley i feel like i need a hug right now but its going to be allright. this was inspired by something happened in a dream
with love,
tiya
requested- yes
warnings- unexperienced writer, not thoroughly edited
Fred Weasley just adored picking the most obnoxious and utterly stupid topics to fight over. it was a love language, just a one you haven't uncoded yet but he was more than ready to wait. He just adored seeing you perplexed and infuriated with him, he just loved how all of your attention was put in to prove him wrong.
But this time it didn't play as to Freddy's hand. It usually was a small disagreement and it led to noting problematic.
You found yourself going out of the way to not look at him, touch him, or even being near him. You wanted to, you really did but you felt a heavy sense of hatred whenever he flashed that devilishly hansome smile of his. you ought to pour a bucket of chillies on him, lord.
it was'nt his intention that the fight to hit a spot, he just wanted to see that annoyed look that made him skip a beat. well, what not a better time to take the situation into his own hands.
Friday, last period where you had herbology with professor Sprout while he had a free. She had to pass the courtyard if she planned on leaving the class and that would be exactly where he would stand waiting.
You noticed him, you always notice him first. He had his robe on the grass, and his sleeves roled. he was supported by the bench and was manspread taking all the space.
But before you had the chance to get away he pulled you on your wrist, the movement caught you off balance and you found yourself on his lap.
"i'm sorry, i did'nt know you'd get angry darlin, it was just to see you annoyed"
"why do you always go out of the way to get me so upset?"
he couldn't answer that, atleast not to her face. they lived in ignorance and they woul'dnt thrive if they aknowledged their feelings.
"I am not sitting on your lap, did you miss the part where I'm mad at you?"
"you can sit on my lap and be mad at me my love."
he put his hands around her waist and brought her closer while taking her book bag and gently placing it on the floor.
"shutup and hold me"
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Masterlist
Stranger things
Steddie
My Safe Place
Be my Queen (serie. Completed)
Steve Harrington
Just a little more (part 2)
Eddie Munson
The Lady and the Lord (serie. completed)
Billy Hargrove
No Complain
Wizarding World
Charlie Weasley Masterlist
The Hunger Games
Finnick odair
All for the cameras. (Series on going)
#stranger things#stranger things imagine#eddie munson#eddie munson imagine#eddie munson x reader#stranger things fic#eddie munson fluff#stranger things season 4#stranger things x reader#eddie munson x y/n#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington fluff#steve harrington imagine#steve harrington#steve harrington x y/n#charlie weasley imagine#charlie weasley#charlie weasley x reader#charlie weasley x y/n#charlie weasley fluff#wizarding world#billy hargrove imagine#billy hargrove x reader#billy hargrove#the hunger games fic#the hunger games#finnick odair x reader#finnick odair imagine#finnick odair#finnick odair x y/n
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MASTERLIST
Stranger things
Steddie
My Safe Place. (One shot)
Be My Queen. (Completed)
Steve Harrington
Just a Little more. (Part 2)
Eddie Munson
The Lady and The Lord. (Completed)
Billy Hargrove
No Complaints. (One shot)
Wizarding world
Charlie Weasley masterlist
Bill weasley
Eyes
The Hunger Games
Finnick Odair
All for the Cameras (on going)
#the hunger games x y/n#the hunger games x reader#the hunger games imagine#finnick odair fic#finnick odair imagine#finnick odair x reader#wizarding world#charlie weasley fluff#charlie weasley fic#charlie weasley x reader#charlie weasley imagine#eddie munson imagine#eddie munson x reader#steve harrington imagine#steve harrington x reader#billy hargrove imagine#billy hargrove x reader#stranger things fic#stranger things x reader#stranger things imagine#steddie x reader#steddie
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i really hope these charlie requests aren’t getting repetitive for you but i’m glad someone’s writing for him! could you write an argument with charlie? maybe he gets jealous or protective? i loved your charlie one shot where reader is the twin’s best friend and charlie and her have an age gap 🤩 that was such a good fic xx
You Can’t Control Who I Date|Charlie Weasley
pairings: Charlie Weasley x fem!reader
Summary: Charlie hates when you bring dates around and talks down about them, but at Ginny’s birthday you get into a screaming match.
Warnings: jealousy, drinking, kissing, swearing, after the war, FRED IS ALIVE, cheating I guess, charlie scared of rejection
A/N: tbh idk if I could ever get tired of Charlie requests!
[masterlist]
[charlie weasley masterlist]
It was Ginny Weasley’s, well now Ginny Potter’s birthday. So, for her birthday, she got the group together.
She invited, Harry, her husband, Fred and George, ron, hermione, bill, you and Charlie.
You always had a crush on Charlie. You never admitted it to him. You were in England and he was in Romania. Charlie always liked you and was jealous whenever you brought guys around.
This time was no different. You tried to move on from your childhood crush, but it never worked. No guy was him. They were never Charlie.
Charlie’s grip tightened on his glass when you walked in with a lanky, blonde boy.
“You know,” his sister, Ginny, started, “It would be better if you just told her and stopped getting mad when she brings guys around.”
Fred snickered, patting Charlie’s shoulder, “You can fight dragons but cant talk to a sweet girl like Y/N? Pathetic, Charles.”
Charlie huffed taking a swig of his drink.
You and your date took a seat at the table, squeezed between him and Charlie. You and Charlie were always friends through Hogwarts and it didn’t take long for you to begin crushing on the handsome boy. Then he told you of his plans after school, there was no way he wanted to settle down.
“Hi, guys.” You smiled at the table, “This is Richard.” The blonde waved, slinging his arm over the back of your chair. Charlie was seething, especially when Richard whispered for only your ears. He got up and left.
“Where does his work?” George offered.
“Ministry. Department of Magical games.” Charlie scoffed and you narrowed your eyes.
“What is wrong with you, Charlie?”
“You can get someone better than that.” You rolled your eyes ignoring him. He always made comments like that.
“Not right now, Charlie. We’re celebrating your sister.”
He took another swig. Your date came with two drinks.
After a couple of drinks you took Hermione and Ginny with you to the dance floor. Crammed bodies and loud music.
“I just don’t get it.” You shouted over the music. “Why does Charlie not want me to be happy.”
The girls both knew why. Though they didn’t speak on it.
Richard came out on the dance floor pulling you close to him, swaying to the music together.
But back at the table, Charlie was watching with angry eyes.
“If you keep staring at her like that, you might just break your drink.” Ron snickered at Fred’s comment. Richards hands were too adventurous grabbing your butt before landing them on your waist swaying together.
“Well, she shouldn’t be with him. He’s not good for her.”
“Who is then?” George egged on with raised eyebrows.
“I.. I don’t know.” Charlie muttered.
“Come on, Charlie.” Harry took a sip of his drink. “She likes you.”
“Obviously not.”
“She does look real comfy with Richard.” Ron added. Fred sent him a ‘not helping’ look.
Richard left you again and Charlie decided he needed bathroom. He opened the door. On the countertop was a girl he’d never seen before and Richard, your date, with his tongue down her throat. Charlie slammed the door closed.
He made his way through the dance floor, finding you with Ginny and Hermione. He latched a hand around your wrist and pulled you out of the club.
Now here you were on a rainy sidewalk. The rain pounded and Charlie was seeing red. “Charlie! What the fuck?“ you shouted.
“I don’t like Richard.” He crossed his arms over his chest.
“I’m sure you don’t! You never like any guy I bring around.” You scoffed, pointing at him.
“For good reasons.” His voice raised matching yours.
“Yeah, because he has an office job? Maybe I want to finally settle down, Charlie. Just because you don’t want to doesn’t meant your best friend can’t!”
“That’s not the point.” You scoffed again. “I want to settle down someday.”
“Well, I don’t want to wait around.”
Charlie sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I don’t like Richard!”
“Why? Why not Charlie?”
“He was kissing another girl in the bathroom.” Your feet faltered.
“He was?” You asked tilting your head. You were never going to fall in love. “Well, how do I know that’s the truth?”
“What the fuck? It is the fucking truth? I’m your best friend why would I fucking lie about that shit?”
“Well, you haven’t been acting like a best friend lately. It’s like you dont want me to be happy!”
“No, I do. Just not with him!”
“If not him, then who?”
“Me. Fucking me!” He said exasperated. “I want you to be happy with me! I want you to settle down with me. I want to settle down with you! I’ve been too scared to tell my feelings since Hogwarts.”
“Stop. Stop playing with me.” You said shaking your head facing your feet.
“Love, I’m not.” His voice soft and hoarse after the yelling. “I’m in love with you.” He walked closer pulling your chin up to face him.
You couldn’t keep back anymore. You wrapped your arms around his neck and placed your lips on his. You sighed when he didn’t kiss you back and pulled away.
Charlie finally came to his senses kissing you this time. Charlie pulled you in by your waist and slipped his tongue in your mouth; only parting for air.
“I love you.” You both whispered at the same time.
“YAY!!” Multiple voices cheered at the same time. It was Fred, George, Ron, Hermione, Harry, And Ginny.
They had been listening the whole time. You blushed hiding your face in Charlie’s chest, who chuckled winking at them.
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𝐅𝐢𝐜 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬!!
Just some of my favourite fanfictions I felt the need to share with you <3
Always read the warnings in chapters and the thrid link is always smut!
Harry Potter
James Potter
Chaser at heart -> @messers-moony
Jealousy, jealousy -> @letterstotheflre
Dumb dove -> @lonelyhe4rts (ft. Lily Evan)
Regulus Black
Annoted books & sleek hardcovers -> @messers-moony
Nothing left -> @messers-moony
This one -> @proserpina-magnus
Remus Lupin
Whistle -> @messers-moony
Brother’s best friend -> @lonelyhe4rts
Corrupted -> @ameliora-j (dark)
Sirius Black
I’m losing you -> @messers-moony
Shadows of the night -> @velvetcloxds
Little red -> @sunrisefairy
Fred Weasley
Tired eyes are the death of me -> @alincstarkovs
Memory lane -> @onlyfreds
Plaything -> @theoreticslut
George Weasley
Pretending is a gateaway car -> @writesowhatnext
That’a not my name -> @comfortwriting
Plaything -> @theoreticslut
Charlie Weasley
Under the sun -> @futurewriter2000
This one shot -> @book-boys-are-my-guilty-pleasure
Plaything -> @theoreticslut
Ginny Weasley
Already perfect -> @robynlilyblack
Acceptance -> @dracossweetprincess
Three -> @slytherweasley
Hermione Granger
Dad, dad? -> @robynlilyblack
George orwell wrapped in brown paper -> @lonelyhe4rts
Three -> @slytherweasley
Marvel
Bucky Barnes
Carrying your love with me -> @sergeantxrogers
Obvious -> @babyboibucky
Temptation -> @goldenjo
Steve Rogers
Lily -> @
Tomorrowland -> @onsunnyside (has a little bit smut in it but not much)
What a world -> @onsunnyside (it’s a whole masterlist/series but trust me, it’s good)
Sam Wilson
Swiftie in the making -> @velvetcloxds
Sunshine -> @val-made-a-mistake
Above us all the stars are watching -> @val-made-a-mistake
Pietro Maximoff
A bit distracted -> @acciopietro
Sticky notes -> @acciopietro
Sokovian vodka -> @acciopietro
Natasha Romanoff
Oblivious genius -> @natsfirecat
Work wives -> @togrowoldinv
Patience -> @twilight-99-tm
Wanda Maximoff
For love -> @wanderlustpeach
In sickness and in health -> @auraticere
Edge of the pool -> @aves-ery
Blogs you should check out <3
@onsunnyside
@acciopietro
@messers-moony
@velvetcloxds
@celebtattletale
@letterstotheflre
and many more that I can’t tag anymore but check also the accounts that are linked to the fics out <3
#fic rec#fluff#marvel#harry potter#smut#james potter x reader#regulus black x reader#sirius black x reader#remus lupin x reader#fred weasley x reader#george weasley x reader#ginny weasley x reader#hermione granger x reader#charlie weasley x reader#bucky barnes x reader#steve rogers x reader#sam wilson x reader#pietro maximoff x reader#natasha romanoff x reader#wanda maximoff x reader#reader insert
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Dragon Healer (Charlie Weasley)
Pairing: Charlie Weasley + fem!reader
Word count: 3923
Summary: You're the healer at Charlie's reserve. He constantly asks you out, but dating a co-worker is a recipe for disaster. However, who know what will happen when Charlie invites you to the Burrow for Christmas?
Warnings: Injuries, kissing, fluffy shit.
Hey! if you think this didn't completely suck, feel free to check out my masterlist
Romania was a great place to be most of the year excluding winter. During winter Charlie always felt frozen, but there’s someone who always made him feel warm on the inside; and sometimes even on the outside when a cute blush graced his cheeks.
That person was you. You were the healer in the reserve that Charlie worked in. He would never admit the fact that he sometimes was more careless around the dragons just so he can get you to patch him up. Only two things haven’t occurred to him; one, that everyone already knew that fact and that he did not need to admit it, and two, that being careless around the dragons could get him killed. When he gets killed he wouldn’t be able to experience the adorable flutter that he gets when you touch him to heal him, and then he would have died for no reason at all.
Currently, Charlie was getting his wounds tended to; and for someone who has multiple gashes across his chest, he definitely didn’t look like it. He was sitting on the edge of the bed with his legs swinging in a childish manner and he had a bashful smile across his lips, that you were sure would make many girls -and boys- fall to their knees. When you thought of it, it probably has when you were at Hogwarts together.
Your hands were on your hips, looking at him disapprovingly. You observed the scars on his chest for a few seconds then you tutted and turned around to get a tower to clean the cuts. “You can’t keep doing this Charlie.”
Usually he would have said something along the lines of ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about.’ However, today, he didn’t bother to hide the fact which he didn’t even bother hiding from the beginning. He opted to say the truth, “I just want to spend time with you.”
You put the tower near his chest and looked up at him for approval. He gave you a nod having been here long enough to know that this was the way you were telling him that it was going to sting. He let out a small hiss when you finally pressed the towel to his chest.
You furrowed your eyebrows, you didn’t want him to be in pain. A part of you wanted to tell him “You don’t need to be bleeding to do that” but then again you didn’t want to break your own heart in the process. Meaning, at first with Charlie it was a simple paper cut on his pinky and him coming to ask you if he was going to live. Then it evolved to cuts on his hands, and now it’s leaking scars on his chest. You can only hope that tomorrow he doesn’t come into the cabin half dead.
So you simply rolled your eyes at his statement, and he added, smile unwavering, “If you agreed to go out on a date with me then I would be able to spend time with you without the injuries.” You replied with the same thing you always do “What if we break up? It would be too messy and we work together.” and he replied with the same thing that he always did “But what if we don’t break up?”
Of course, you breaking up wasn’t the case, it only slightly was. Throughout all of your Hogwarts years together you had never talked to Charlie, you believe that the only conversation you’ve had was when he bumped into you in 5th year and he said “sorry.” without even glancing at your face. You, however, had a massive crush on him; as did most of Hogwarts. He was also the heartthrob of all the girls, he was head boy, smart, kind, and Quidditch captain. Who wouldn’t like him?! You would think that claiming that he wants to go out with you this much, he might have even slightly noticed you in Hogwarts.
Another thing that is on your mind is that what if he didn’t like you at all and it was just his hormones talking. It sounds crazy but think about it for a moment. He hasn’t dated any other girls since his last year in Hogwarts and it’s now two years after the battle of Hogwarts. Additionally every girl in the reserve is either taken, twice his age or half his age. Maybe he just wanted a girl to fuck around with. You were simply the only logical -and appropriate- option and you didn’t want to be a default. You wanted to be chosen.
“I can’t take that chance, Charlie.” You said, removing the towel from his cuts. You went to get the bandages and put the towel away. You sighed as you thought of your 7th year crush on Charlie, your feelings hadn’t been strong then -not having talked to charlie- but now you knew you really liked him. Maybe that was the reason you couldn’t go out with him. Maybe you just need reassurance that he actually truly likes you.
He huffed slightly, a frown found its way to his face. When you finished with the bandages he said “Thank you.” You took a step away from the bed allowing Charlie to stand up, when he did your chests were touching each other. You always underestimated Charlie’s height. He tilted your chin up and your face flushed brightly. He cupped your face and said “I… really like you-” he sighed, “and I want to go out with you so just think about it, okay?”
You couldn’t trust your vocal cords so you just nodded. He stepped away and said “Can I ask for a small favor?” You nodded while muttering ‘yes.’
“Christmas is coming soon-” He started and you cut him off saying “I know that.” You had a smile on your face hoping that he would mirror it, you didn’t like the frown on his face. He did.
His smile was fond when he rolled his eyes playfully “And-” he elongated the word “...I was wondering if you would like to spend Christmas with my family.”
You shook your head and backed away slightly “Charlie…”
Before you could protest any further he said “Before you immediately refuse my offer, I just want you to know that it will be purely platonic and I won’t even ask you out a single time. I will just say that you are the healer that so graciously heals me every time I get injured.”
You contemplated your choices. You were either going to spend Christmas alone watching a female dragon and a male dragon breeding or you could go spend Christmas with Charlie. Your parents were working so you couldn’t spend time with them and you had told him that a few days ago. You were just about to agree but then he interrupted you.
“I just…” He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly and you could see the blush creeping up his neck. “My parents want to meet the girl I’ve been talking about in all my letters. Besides, I wouldn't mind spending Christmas with you. You know, without the injuries” He put a small awkward and shy smile on his lips.
You blushed at his words but you didn’t let yourself indulge in the feeling -knowing his brothers- the last thing you needed was for this to be a prank. “Okay.” You said, softly. You didn’t notice how his smile widened and turned from meek to joyful. “I’ll go with you. But you need to help me pick out presents for your family.” You said the last sentence sternly but it came out much more light.
He quickly pulled you into a hug, spinning you around and saying loudly “This is great! THIS IS GREAT!” He laughed at the end of his words and then he paused. He placed you down on your feet gently and then cleared his throat while running a hand through his hair. He fixed his clothes downwards slightly and then raised his hands in mock surrender “Platonic, completely platonic.” You didn’t know that Charlie was only just now truly realizing how hard it was going to be at Christmas.
He spun on his heels and excited the cabin. When he returned back to his own cabin, he started jumping happily while saying “WOO HOO!” People could honestly mistake him for a child.
***
You were standing with Charlie in front of the Burrow three days after he asked you to come with him. You were fiddling with your fingers thinking of all the worst out-comes of this situation. If his mother, Molly -as he told you- asked you to help with dinner, you could easily burn the kitchen, as well as the entire house down; or they could hate you. Somehow the second option was worse.
Fingers interlocked with yours and gave you a reassuring squeeze. Charlie looked at you, saying “You don’t have to worry, they’ll love you.” You gave him an appreciative tight lipped smile, your nervousness wavering and he took his fingers away from yours. He looked at the floor before he said “right, platonic.” and he knocked on the door.
Then Molly -whose face you knew from the photos- opened the door quickly. “Charlie, dear. How many times do I have to tell you? You do not need to knock!” She brought him into a tight hug and kissed his head.
She turned to you and you said with a smile “Hello, Mrs. Weasley.” You only managed to get that sentence through before she gave you a hug. Your eyes widened and she said “No need for that, dear. Call me Molly.”
You could see that Charlie was trying to muffle his laughter from your reaction and from behind Molly’s back you flipped him off. She released you and walked back into the house and motioned for you both to come in. Everyone was already there and you were soon surrounded by the rest of his family. “Charlie! I haven’t seen you in ages.” said Ron. Internally you thanked the pictures that Charlie showed you or else you wouldn’t have known anyone. They all hugged him and greeted you while introducing themselves.
Then you ate dinner, and you all started getting ready for bed. Molly had insisted you all sleep well to be energized for tomorrow considering that it’s Christmas. You didn’t know when they all mutually agreed on the sleeping arrangement but you were sleeping with Charlie in his room. Bill and Fleur were going back to the shell cottage because Victoire was young and was uncomfortable when she slept in an unfamiliar place. Additionally there was only going to be one bed since Bill's bed was going to be in Ron's room for Harry.
You assured Molly that it wasn’t going to be a problem except for the fact that your heart was going to be beating wildly for the night which of course you couldn’t tell her. When everyone had already started heading to bed, you and Charlie were putting the plates back into the kitchen on the counter. You were about to put the last plate back when you were frozen in place. You looked to your side and you realized that Charlie was going through the same thing. You looked up and you saw an enchanted mistletoe above you both.
You didn’t see the not so discreet wink that Fred gave Charlie. He turned back to you and started “It’s tradition but it you don’t want to-”
You quickly placed his lips on his in a quick peck. The enchantment dissolved and you placed the last of the plates on the counter then running up stairs.
Charlie’s mouth was open in shock and George had to come to close it for him. “You’ll catch flies.” He said, teasingly. While he got rid of the expression on his face, his heart was still hammering through his chest.
***
You changed into your pajamas, you were taking your time but that changed when you heard footsteps near the door. You laid on the right side of the bed making sure to leave more than enough space for Charlie. As soon as the door opened you closed your eyes and you pretended to fall asleep, but you did as soon as you closed your eyes.
Charlie’s eyes fell on you as soon as he opened the door. He sighed heavily when he noticed you were sleeping, but he still checked. You were fast asleep. He changed into his pajamas and he slept in the space beside you. He made sure to keep a big enough space between you so this can be considered platonic. He cursed himself for making such a stupid ‘rule’.
He knew you sure as hell didn’t want to talk about the kiss. He knew you didn't like him, not in the way that he liked you. You probably just gave him the kiss just to get it over with. There was no other way to get rid of the enchantment, so he tried not to think much of it. But, Damn did he want to do it a hundred more times. You were laying so beautifully on the bed and he couldn’t help but admire you. That made his feelings even more intense.
He knew you couldn’t hear him but he leaned in next to your ear and whispered softly, hoping that you wouldn't wake up; “If I could kiss you for the rest of my life, I would.”
He drifted to sleep and hoped that his heart would stop accelerating so he could get some rest.
***
You woke up with the coldness of the room. It was still considered warm compared to Romania but it was still enough to wake you up. You almost gasped when you remembered that you were sleeping next to Charlie but when you turned to face him, no one was there.
You shrugged it off, and you got ready for the day. While heading downstairs you made sure to bring the presents that you bought for everyone. You put them all under the tree. You could smell food coming from the kitchen so you started heading there to help molly. Just when you were about to enter Ginny stood there with a smirk.
“Charlie woke up early.” She said and you nodded along with her statement. “Do you know why?” She asked and you shook your head. “Well I do and apparently he woke up early to help mum make your favorite breakfast.” You flushed and she continued “Do you know why he did that?”
You said “No, I don’t”
Ginny took a step closer to you and said “Because he’s smitten and you kissed him yesterday which meant that you like him too-” You opened your mouth to start protesting but she held her hand up to shut you up. “You wouldn’t have kissed him if you didn’t. So try not to break his heart cause he’s my brother and I’ll break your neck if you break his heart.” She added a sweet smile at the end to not intimidate you but that didn’t work.
“I don’t plan on breaking anyone’s heart. If anything, the only heart you should be worried about breaking is mine.” You said. She only smirked at your statement “You reallyyy like him.”
You flushed more and you headed inside the kitchen. When you entered you didn’t see Molly but actually Charlie wearing an apron. Half his face was covered in powder and he was mixing something. You smiled at the cute sight and said “You know there’s something called magic.”
His neck snapped to the sound of your voice and you leaned against the counter. He smiled shyly and said “I should be asking you the same question.”
You walked towards him and he motioned for another bowl that you picked up and started mixing. “What do you mean?”
“You’re the only healer that I’ve never seen heal with magic or potions.” He said, focusing more on you than the bowl. Spilling flour all over his hands. He looked at his hands and then looked at you. His smile widened, and he set the bowl down.
He walked closer to you, you didn’t notice his revelation because you were too busy trying to find an answer. Your train of thought was stopped when flour was thrown on your face. “You didn’t” you said looking at him.
He only smirked and threw more flour on your face. When you grabbed the bowl of flour and started to walk towards him, you saw an expression of panic spread across his face. The faster you walked, the faster he ran around the kitchen.
You were both covered in flour and Charlie an egg as well. -you were vicious in the fight- Your laughter ceased when Molly had her hands on her hips and cleared her throat, not happy from the mess you both made. You cleaned up the mess and your thoughts were changing ‘maybe the heartbreak could be worth it.’
***
Christmas was fun, and even your parents sent you gifts. You didn’t know what everyone was up to. You were sitting beside the window in Charlie’s room, watching the snow fall. You could describe the world in one way right now, magical. The heaps and heaps of snow covering the ground, and you decided that you would go out to jump in the snow tomorrow. You loved the snow and you were at peace watching snowflakes fall. It was sort of a tradition for you, thinking while watching the snow very late at night. You didn’t even know if anybody knew about this tradition, but it was fun keeping something completely to yourself. You wouldn’t mind sharing it with someone special.
The Weasleys were having a family moment and it seemed pretty intimate so you gave them privacy. They only started to head to bed at two in the morning. You heard murmurs of ‘goodnights’ and you looked at the door as it opened. Charlie was wearing his maroon sweater with the letter C. Molly had told you she was making one for you, but she didn’t get to finish it because she wasn’t sure if you would join them. He seemed both tired and awake; like he could fall asleep right on his feet and like he could go run a marathon. You didn’t think that was achievable.
His eyes skimmed the room and then landed on you. You pulled the blanket tighter around your shoulders and your fingers tightened around your mug that was filled with peppermint tea. You had it filled with multiple spoons of honey. His eyes fell on your mug and he physically deflated; you then noticed the two mugs he had in his hands. He walked to you, saying "I guess you don’t need this anymore.” He lifted the mug in his right hand slightly, careful not to spill any of its contents.
He sat down and you replied “I always have room for more.” He smiled and handed you the cup while saying “Hot chocolate, with -how did you put it?-'' His eyebrows furrowed and slowly a fond smile appeared on his lips as he continued “...multiple spoons of honey.” You only smiled with a small giggle as a reply and you placed the peppermint tea on the ground beside the window seat. You looked out the window again and you sighed. You were enjoying this moment. Your heart fluttered at the fact that this was a perfect moment.
You turned to look at Charlie and your heart almost beat out of your chest when he was already looking at you with the most loving look you’ve ever seen. He never outwardly admired you like this, but you could say you were complaining. After thinking for a long time only a few moments before he came, you realised that you wanted to confess your feelings for him. You loved him and you already knew this, you cursed yourself several times in the past hour for being such a wuss.
He cleared his throat after a moment too long in his perspective. He couldn’t help but look at you; you’re just so beautiful and he adored every fibre of your being. Seeing you so deep in thought didn’t help him in containing his feelings. “Should’ve known you would’ve got back to your annual thingy you do.” You furrowed your eyebrows and he motioned between the window and you. “You know, you do it every year at Christmas. You just look out into the world and just think, contemplate life maybe.” He chuckled at the end and he rubbed his hands together. He hoped he didn't sound like a creep. All throughout today you were returning his affections, subtly but it was there. He believes he has a chance with you and the last thing he’d want to do is blow it.
You flushed and you looked at him slightly wide eyed. “You noticed?”
“Yeah, I mean it’s hard for me not to notice things about you. You’re just wow and you’re you and I don’t I’m rambling-” That’s the farthest your head could capture from his speech. Your heart was beating at an astronomical level and you couldn’t believe that he cares that much for you. “Platonic right! I’m sorry-” You heard the last part of his rant before you pressed your lips to his.
He responded to your action quickly and he placed his cup beside him on the seat. He cupped his face with his hands, pulling you closer to him. Butterflies swarmed your stomach. His lips were slightly chapped but you couldn’t have minded less. He was so warm despite not wearing anything besides a sweater, and you were bundled up in clothes and a blanket but you were still cold. You put your cup beside Charlie’s and you put hands on his chest as you continued to kiss him softly. You could taste the chocolate from his drink on his tongue and it just added to how wonderful this kiss was.
You pulled away from him slightly. You opened your eyes and you opened your mouth, but Charlie interrupted you. You could see a smile that you didn’t notice was there beginning to fade. He spoke quickly, “Before you say anything about breaking up, I just won’t let it happen okay? I know that it won’t be guaranteed but- but I’ll make it guaranteed. If you say you want to be with me, I won’t break up with you ever. I’ll be with you until I die. Before you add something about cheating, I want you to know that I would never do that to anyone much less you because I- I love you!”
You kissed him again with a wide smile on your face. It wasn’t a good kiss because of how you were smiling but you couldn’t care. You pulled away once again and you rested your forehead on his. “ I was gonna say I love you Charlie.”
He looked up at you with a smile wide enough to break his face and he kissed you feverishly. You giggled in the middle of the kiss, and you thought of one thing. This moment was perfect and if you do end up breaking up with Charlie in the end then so be it. At least you would’ve had the time of your life with him first.
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fic claim: the sun, shining above you
for @dronarryfest 2023!
PAIRINGS: DRONARRY, DRON, DRARRY, background DRACO/CHARLIE, background DRACO/CHARLIE/HARRY, minor CHARLIE/OMC
RATING: E (rough oral sex, threesome, light degradation kink, Dom/sub dynamics)
WARNINGS: References to Depression & Grief, Drinking/Drunkenness
WORDCOUNT: 14.5K
Read on AO3 here!
Tags: Dragontamer Draco Malfoy, Dragontamer Harry Potter, AKA: Charlie Weasley’s Summer Camp for Misfit Toys, Hot Ron Agenda in Full Display, Draco Malfoy Has a Small Cock (and everyone loves it), Head Shaving (and everyone loves it), Spain, Norway, The Burrow, Angst & Smut, Ambiguous/Open Ending
Summary:
Since joining up with the dragontamers, Draco counts his days in nights. Nights spent drinking in the commune mess, making poor choices he doesn't regret, for once. Nights he doesn't remember, and nights he wishes he could stop remembering.
Then there's that night in Spain, caught in the circle of Ron's arms.
A year of nights in Norway, caught in the heat of Harry's gaze.
His first night at the Burrow, caught in between them both.
this fest was so much fun! this was my first time modding, but tbh all of the acclaim and glory and praise for this fest must go to @wolfpants for a) coming up with the idea, and b) their dedication to this fest, and keeping all the rest of us -- @sweet-s0rr0w @getawayfox @thebooktopus -- in line. your passion for this wonderful triad has produced such amazing content! we are all blessed!
thank you as well to @sorrybutblog and InnerLilith, for your incredible beta work, and also for your friendship. this was the first fic i’ve been able to write, let alone complete, this year, and you both were so patient as i twisted it out of that rusty old hole where my brain claims to be. thank you to @eggbagelsjr @eveningstruggle and @dumbledoodlewriting for your constant support and everything you do always, all of which is perfect. special thanks to EBJ, who let me take my little dron snippet and spin it up into this angsty, smutty fic that is (but of course) way longer than i expected.
finally, i’ve been told i should share the art i made to illustrate the final sex scene between our boys, so if you’d like to view that it is under the cut. be warned though, it’s very steamy.
you’re welcome
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Charlie Weasley Fanfic!
Welcome, Potterheads!
On my wattpad account, which is gublersgoober, the charlie weasley fanfic has officially been published! Definitely go over and check it out!
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